THIS DEFILETH A MAN, by MENANDERPoet's Biography
First Line: My son, you do not see Last Line: And makes and shall make -- envy. Subject(s): Envy
My son, you do not see How everything that dies, dies by its own Corruption: all that injures is within. Rust is the poison of iron, moths of wool, And worms of wood; in you there is a poison Most deadly, which has made you sick to death And makes and shall make -- envy.